Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 219 - 219 219 someone broke into the room

?Chapter 219: 219, someone broke into the room. Chapter 219: 219, someone broke into the room. She had hoped that Zhan Cheng referring to her as his girlfriend was a thing of the past.

Apparently, it was not. It was merely the calm before the storm, the cold and serious tone of Shi Yuhuan’s warning made Song Qinghuan utterly aware. If she continued to mess things up with Zhan Cheng, or was branded as his girlfriend yet again, he wouldn’t spare her.

Such punishment would definitely be beyond what she could bear.

“I understand,” Song Qinghuan lowered her head, in a posture of admitting her mistake.

Shi Yuhuan pursed his thin lips, held his breath, stood up and began to move forward.

With a heavy heart, Song Qinghuan followed him. This time, she didn’t dare to let her wild thoughts run rampant. Considering Shi Yuhuan’s personality, she didn’t think he would let her off easily.

As they passed through the lush bamboo grove and entered the courtyard of the villa, Shi Yuhuan remained silent, not even sparing a glance back at her, heading straight to the villa.

Song Qinghuan breathed heavily in relief, thinking about Zhan Cheng saying she was his girlfriend should conclude matters for now.

She sighed. She would ignore Zhan Cheng in future. It was her foolishness that led her to have that conversation with him in the first place.

Indeed, the disaster from heaven could be escaped, but the self-inflicted calamity was hard to live down.

Song Qinghuan took out her keys to unlock the door, pushed it open, and hadn’t even managed to switch on the lights when she looked up. By the glimmer of the pale moonlight outside, she saw a dark figure by the staircase in her living room.

Her face turned pale instantly. In an instinctive fright, she screamed, “Who’s there? Who’s there?”

The dark figure, hearing her voice, abruptly froze.

He turned around and stared at her with something in his hand that gleamed hauntingly silvery in the dark.

It was a knife!

Realising this, Song Qinghuan’s eyes widened in horror, she immediately stepped back, shouting, “Shi Yuhuan, Shi Yuhuan,”
Someone was in her house, and they were armed with a knife. Song Qinghuan was terrified and ran towards Shi Yuhuan.

Hearing her urgent cry for help, Shi Yuhuan quickly turned back.

In the pitch-dark night, his tall and lonesome figure stood guard against the wind, cold eyes shimmering like frosty snow.

Just as she was closing in, Song Qinghuan stumbled, her body teetering forward.

Her athletic arm swiftly stretched out and steadied her, drawing her into his arms.

“Someone’s in the house, and they have a knife…” Song Qinghuan looked into his eyes, the panic in her voice evident as she brief him.

Shi Yuhuan’s gaze turned frosty, he glanced at the Villa, clutching Song Qinghuan tightly around her slender waist. He spun her effortlessly into his arms, then held her waist as they made their way toward the villa.

The entire process only took a few seconds.

Each step forward, he was like a silver wolf on a hunt, his sharp eyes fixed ahead on his prey.

Unlike his calm and composed demeanor, Song Qinghuan was nervous and scared.

But she still kept pace with him, step by step, they approached the villa.

Upon reaching the entrance, Yuhuan reached out and switched on the light.

The villa’s living room was empty, and everything was neatly arranged within, but the patio door was ajar, a clear sign of a break-in.

The chilly wind blew the curtains about, adding a sense of discomfort to the warm living room.

Shi Yuhuan’s gaze swept across the room, he held Song Qinghuan, entered the room confidently, still maintaining his elegance.